"AAAAAHHH!" Yelled a man known as Beercake. "Why? Why put so many damn scares?" He was playing an Amnesia custom story called 'The Revenge of Death'. "Fuck, man. Steve this is all you fault. If only I left you as bait for that grunt, I wouldn't be in this part of the map." He then heard a deep exhale. "No! Not him! Um, Steve! You're the sacrifice!" He threw the torso near the door and hid in a nearby closet. "Steve, you better not fuck this up." About a minute went by as he waited in the closet. "Is he gone?" He asked himself. When he opened the closet door, he saw the shadow if the suitor in the door way." Steve!" He yelled. "You weren't supposed to start a conversation with him!" He thought for a second. "Uh...fuck it!" He ran to the door and threw the torso at the monster while running through. "Fuck you suitor!" He ran though the hallway until he came to a door...that was lock. "Damn It!" When he started to head back, there was a jumpscare waiting for him that just sprung. "AAAAAAHHHHHH!" It drained his sanity and left him defenseless against the monster. "Buddy, maybe we can talk this out." The suitor charged. "DON'T HURT ME!" The game then froze. "What? No! Damn it, did my game freeze?" The screen turned purple. "Huh?" His computer started to suck him in. " "Whoa! What the hell is going on!" He started to loose his grip. "NO! I DON'T WANT TO DIE LIKE THIS!!" He lost his grip and was sucked in.
"Ugh, my head." Beercake said to himself. When he went to rub his head, he felt something different. He looked at what use to be his hand. "Why is my hand a hoof?!" He looked at his body. "I'M A PONY?!" He had a black coat with blond hair. When he tried to get up he fell on his face. "Damn it!" He tried again, this time using all hooves. "That's better." He then heard a groan from behind him. He turned around and was met with a gigantic face. "GAH!" He backed up and its eyes shot open, they locked on to Beercake. They stared silently at each other until Beercake let out a scream and ran towards a book case which he did surprisingly well.
"Wait! I'm not going to hurt you!" The voice was female. Beercake went into the bottom shelf at the back.
"Yea, that's what they all say. You trust them and you wake up on a table with a fucking knife over your neck." He said to himself. The pony known as Twilight got on the floor and looked for the small pony. She found him eventually, but was concerned when she saw him because he had a face of absolute terror.
"Hey little guy, I'm not going to hurt you." She said.
"How do I know that?!" He yelled.
"You just have to trust me." She extended her hoof towards the shelf. Beercake, still not one hundred percent confident slowly stepped towards her. Once he was close enough, he reached out and connected his hoof with hers and shut his eyes, expecting the worst to happen. When it didn't, he opened his eyes and looked towards Twilight who had a smile on her face. "See? I told you I'm not going to hurt you." Beercake was still silent. Twilight backed up to let the pony come out. "What's your name?"
"Beercake." He said.
"Well hi Beercake, I'm Twilight Sparkle and did you ask something about being a pony?"
"Huh oh yea. Why am I a pony? I was a human before the portal opened up! And why am I so small?"
"Oh I'm sorry, I must have brought you here be accident when performing my spell."
"Well thats fan-fuckingtastic."
"Beercake language!"
"Oh, sorry." 'I should listen to her, she could crush me if she wanted to.' Beercake thought.
"But the spell shouldn't have turned you into a pony, and about your size, it could be that because of the different worlds, we could be different sizes."
"Oh, well do you have a spell to send me back?"
"Maybe, but we will try tomorrow, it's getting late."
"Ok, wait where am I going to sleep until tomorrow?"
"There is enough room on the bed, we can share, if you don't mind."
'I'm probably safest with her for the time being anyway.' "I don't mind."
"Ok, do you need help getting up the steps?" Beercake looked towards the steps.
"Uh, yeah." He was picked up by Twilights magic and put on her back. They then went up the stairs and into Twilights bedroom.
"This is cozy, but it makes me feel...uneasy."
"Why is that?"
"I'll explain later." 'Damn amnesia custom stories.' When they got to the bed, Twilight picked up Beercake and set him on the bed.
"Make yourself comfortable." She said while going around the bed to the other side. Beercake scooted as close to the edge as possible. "Beercake it's alright, take up as much space as you need to." He started to scoot a little closer to the middle of the bed. Twilight was now in bed. "Good night Beercake."
"Night Twilight." And with that they both slowly drifted off to sleep.
Beercake found himself waking up in a place that was blood red with splotches of black. "Twilight?" He called out but received no answer, instead he heard a voice that wasn't Twilights.
"You've only been in this world for less then ten minutes and you've already built a trust with one of the beings."
"Who...who's talking?"
"But if you wish to return home, you must complete all my trials."
"Who are you?!"
"The first trial begins now."
"Who are you?! Hey! Are you still here?! GET BACK HERE AND ANSWER MY QUESTIONS YOU FUCK!"
Beercake was woken up by a deep moan in Twilights room. "Ugh, Twilight was that you?" The was a loud scratch at the door. "Oh gawd!" Beercake exclaimed. "Hello?" Another scratch. Beercake used to bed sheet to climb down. Once he got down he approached the door slowly. "Anyone there?" Another scratch. "Please don't let this be what I think it is." There was one more scratch and a small hole opened up in the bottom of the door revealing a brute. "OH FUCK NO!" The brute made its way to beercake. "Uh, hey buddy. Are you still mad at me for throwing that chair at you?" The brute charged. "I'LL TAKE THAT AS A YES!" He narrowly dodged the brutes attack and ran to the other side of the room. "Fuck there is nothing that I can throw at him!" He turned around only to be met with the brutes blown up face. "AAAAHH!" He started yelling out gibberish while dodging the brutes attacks. This time it got the blade stuck in the wood wall. "Ahahahah! What are you going to do now fucker?" The brute tore out a chunk of the wall. "WHAT THE FUCK?!" He ran behind one of the bed legs. 'What the fuck is a brute doing here? And why is he not a pony...why is he the same size as me?' He looked out from behind the leg. The brute was walking around, looking for him. When he tried to sneak out, the brute saw him and ran towards him. "AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!" When he looked towards the brute, it evaporated into dust. Beercakes last scream woke up Twilight this time.
"Huh? Beercake?" She looked behind herself. "Beercake?"
"Down here!" He shouted, Twilight looked over the edge.
"What happened?"
"Um...monster troubles."
